Sorry that I've been absent; I was just busy having a baby. :) I can't wait to share my story with you. I've been working on a blog post in my mind for over a week now and just haven't had time to put the words in this space. It's like time is completely irrelevant and unimportant, and yet I've never been so keenly aware of the time and the importance of following a schedule to feed this little man and keep him alive.
We are sooo in love with this little guy.
I've heard new moms talk about the instant overflowing of love they have for their little ones the second they meet them and that it is an uncomparable love - I'd agree. I'd also add that the same amount of worry accompanies this overwhelming love. Already I've had to ease my mind and trust the life of my little one to the Lord. Several nights I've wanted to stay up just to make sure little Simon was breathing and would continue to breathe - and then I'd realize how ridiculous it would be. Not to mention I probably cannot live my life without sleep or spend every waking minute watching him. That probably wouldn't be healthy, for anyone. :)
We're settling into parenthood and are proud of ourselves for keeping this little man alive for over a week now. I know that my mother instincts have kicked in - one night little Simon started coughing/choking, and I didn't know I had the ability to jump out of the bed so quickly. There's more to come about this little guy and all the transitions we're going through and still anticipate going through.